Category: Knife play phone sex

Fall Fishing Trip With Daddy & Brother

Torture SexAt the end of every summer, just as the leaves are turning my Daddy and Big Brother take me on a fishing trip with them and fuck me until I am sore and can barely walk! We take a long drive into the mountains with all our fishing gear and lots of rope, poles and tackle just excited as ever to get out into nature. We can’t wait to be all alone so I can scream as loud as I want while daddy and brother stretch my holes! We unpack all the supplies for the week and spend the first night fucking until the sun rises. Daddy and Brother take turns fucking my ass till it’s red and raw, I’m leaking cum down my legs and begging them to untie me so my chaffed wrists can have a break. They reward me with a spanking until my ass is red and put me to bed, I know there will be more brutal fucking and punishment tomorrow…

Torture Sex Cock and Ball Destruction

Torture sex is a sadistic’s way. I love to torture that cock and those balls. Make them bruise and swell for me is the best. It’s exciting to have a caller tie his balls with rubber bands. The pain it will bring makes me excited. He can paddle them for me or slam his cock in the door and this all makes me happy.

I am the happiest though to cut that dick off. Maybe even do some fun to a fat bellied fool. You know it is y favorite time of the year. I will paint that fat belly up like a pumpkin and carve it up. I want to gut that tummy pumpkin and make snakes out of his entrails. Oh, I am getting hungry now thinking about all of this blood and flesh!

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Snuff Phone Sex Killtober

snuff phone sexOctober is the month of snuff phone sex. It is my favorite month. I am all about Halloween. My favorite killers are Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger and Jason Voorhees. They use knives, blades and axes, and their brute strength. No guns. I do not use guns because there is no skill involved. Sure, I can shoot a victim and they will die instantly if I aim right. Where is the fun in a quick death that is no challenge? Hunting your prey and killing them with some sort of sharp blade requires planning and skill. And above all else, it requires patience. I respect serial killers who are real or Hollywood creations. When I kill in the style of a Hollywood killer, I emulate their MO. The murder goes unsolved and blamed on some crazed horror fan. More folks kill in October, and less murders are solved. In my state, a lot of those murders are mine. It is Killtober for me. Last night, I hunted down two sluts just like Michael Myers would have if I lived in Haddonfield, Illinois. I had on my Michael Myers mask and crashed a frat party. Found two blonde bimbos drunker than a skunk. I lured them into an empty room and hacked them to pieces. It was a bloody mess. Normally, I hunt for days. In October, it is more about my mood and opportunity. Drunk and slutty teens always die first in horror movies. In my mask they assumed I was a frat boy. Instead of a dick, I pulled out a big knife and gutted them both. I showed no mercy. They were so drunk they did not even scream. The music in the house was loud, they never would have been heard if they did. Some drunk frat boy discovered them the next day. It was in the news that he woke up covered in their blood with their dead bodies in bed with him. Sucks to be him. I always get away with murder on killer phone sex calls and in life.

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Fantasy Phone Sex Home Invasion

fantasy phone sexI love a hot fantasy phone sex caller. I have a regular who enjoys home invasion fantasies. They get me wet too, even when depraved and violent. Our call this week will have me masturbating for months. The set up was that I am a single mom with a small boy. I live in a crappy apartment. I was asleep when a masked intruder busted in my room. He had come in through a broken window on the fire escape. He held a knife to my throat. I screamed which woke up my son. I had no choice. I had to be quiet so he would not hurt my boy. I was praying my scream did not wake him, but he came running into my room. I told him to go back to bed because mommy had company. He looked at me confused. My attacker made him stay. He said if my son cried, he would die. I was scared for myself and my son. The masked intruder sodomized me at knife point. He called me names and threatened my young son who was struggling to hold back the tears. He knew if he cried we might both die. He made my son watch as he violated my holes. It was a brutal home invasion phone sex fantasy rape, but it made me so wet. What is wrong with me? I just hope someday it happens for real. I know my horny boys would never cry though. They would watch mommy get violated and jack off.

Snuff Porn Date

snuff pornI am a snuff porn maker. I rarely “date” because I am a sick bitch.  I am not a roses and candy kind of gal. I do not do the traditional things women do to try to catch a guy. I do not watch sappy ass flicks like The Notebook or Titanic. I do not eat at fancy restaurants. I do not dress seductively to trap or entice a man either. I want to hunt, kill and eat humans.  It is hard to find like minded men.  I met a new man online who has made me reconsider my single for life mantra. You never know if men online are the real thing or just catfishing you. After a month of some hardcore texting about what we like to do to young girls, we planned to meet.  He booked us a cabin in the woods. He knew I had one of my own and was fond of seclusion. I met him there because if he was a dud or a poser, I wanted an escape route. I also brought my knives in case I had to kill him. When I arrived, the cabin was decorated with dried up rose petals and only candlelight lit the cabin. It was rustic. There was a bottle of rare bourbon on the coffee table. I love bourbon. The kicker was the trail of blood that led to the bathroom. I felt like a young girl on an Easter egg hunt. I followed the blood drops and discovered a young girl bleeding out slowly in the tub. She was my present. He snatched her from the mall and brought her here for us to torture and fuck. He knew just how to cut her so she would not die too quickly. She was bound, gagged, but alive. Not for much longer though because we had some fun with her. I watched him fuck her young tiny asshole and I fisted her bald tight cunt. We ruined her holes before we stabbed her a few more times and let her bleed out in the tub. I then tossed her carcass to the wolves. Best blind date ever.

Violent Phone Sex Mistress

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Have you ever found yourself wishing that you could find the perfect girl for violent phone sex calls? Well, you’ve found her. My name is Faith and once you call me, you’ll know then that you’ll never need to look again. When it comes to being the victim, I’m a natural because that’s what I have been my whole life. I even have my own fantasies about being the victim and if you want me to, I would freaking love to tell you about them. There’s one that I’m excited to talk about. Maybe if I tell you a little bit of it, you’ll be intrigued and call me.

So, I’m walking home from a bar one night and I’m not really paying attention to my surroundings. A man comes up behind me, pushes me into a dark alley and tells me to be quiet or he’ll slit my throat. He shoves me up against a wall, pulls my skirt up, and then shoves his cock in my cunt. He tells me that he has been watching me and has been looking forward to force fucking me. When he’s done with me, he reaches into his jacket and pulls out a knife…can you guess what he does with it in my fantasy? 

Knife Play Phone Sex: 31 Days of Terror

knife play phone sexWith October right around the corner, knife play phone sex picks up. Personally, I love knives. They are my weapon of choice because they are versatile and require skill. Anyone can point a gun and shoot.  A gun just shoots. But a knife can do a million things. October is my favorite month. It is Halloween month. The month of my idols Michael Myers, Leatherface, Jason Vohrees, Norman Bates…. They inspire me, but they are fiction. I am reality. The death and destruction I carry out with my knives is the true stuff of nightmares because I am a living and breathing human. I have not been reincarnated or brought back from the dead. I am about to kick off my favorite month with 31 days of terror. No, I am not watching horror movies. I am making them. I will kill some one every day in October. I will use a different knife out of my collection. I will kill a variety of people. The key to flying under the radar is to never kill the same type or person. Never kill in the same exact pattern. Most of my killings are noticed, but never linked because they lack a pattern. The only thing consistent about my snuff porn is that I like to use knives, but I literally have thousands of knives in my collection.  I kill the young and the old. I kill black and white. I kill women and men. I kill for pleasure and profit. I kill alone and with an accomplice. Never any pattern. My rules are not to kill folks I know and to not kill in my hometown. Anything else is fair game. Do you want to help me with my 31 days of terror? I bet you know some sweet young piece of ass you would love to snuff after you fuck.

Castration Phone Sex Princess

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The other day I had a call that turned into a castration phone sex call, but I don’t think it was meant to go in that direction. The caller told me that he was really into being fucked in the ass by young boys, but then he told me in the next breath that he was only into it because it was so taboo and that gay men should be castrated. I asked him what made him any less “sick” than gay men and he shockingly could not give me any kind of answer that made sense.

I told him that there was nothing I’d rather do less than talk dirty to him about his fantasy and he asked me what I WOULD like to talk to him about. I said that the only thing I could see myself discussing with him would be the removal of his balls. He got more excited than I thought he would and told me he’d love a role play involving that fantasy, so that’s what he got. There’s nothing more satisfying than the thought of castrating a man’s balls! I have countless devices to choose from. Let me cut your testicles off, baby.

Knife Play Phone Sex Vixen

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I first discovered knife play phone sex a few years ago. I had been dating a much older man who had a huge knife collection. He was the true definition of a sadist. That man absolutely loved inflicting pain upon me. My torture brought him so much pleasure that I began to enjoy it myself. He conditioned my body to respond in a positive way whenever a blade would glide across it. Now just the mere thought of it gets my tight little bald cunt dripping wet. I love it when a man isn’t shy about what he really wants to do with a young slut like myself. I can see that beastly look in their eyes. That look that says they want to hurt me in ways I’ve never experienced. They want to smell the fear seeping from my pussy as they taunt me with their power. I wonder just how far you’d take it. There’s something about going past the point of no return that is insanely erotic and disturbing. My mind is a dark and depraved place for you to infect more with your sexual sickness. Come torture me with those sharp blades. I need to feel the warmth of my own blood oozing all over my body once again.

Blood Sport

bloody phone sex I type this with blood stained fingers still fresh with the smell of Iron. Metallic, sweet tasting blood. No its not from me starting my period and finger fucking myself all night to a rape fantasies fuck a thon. Though on any given day it might be. When A bitch can’t get fresh meat, she has to improvise! I am getting side tracked, all blood talk seems to make me a little flustered. But this isn’t my blood. I’m a lucky snuff slut tonight. I got a teeny bopper who wandered into my garage seeking a safe place to sleep .She knew a woman lived and she wasn’t as scared to risk being caught. Think she royally fucked up judging by the amount of blood in my rug. Damn it, I liked that rug. When Will I learn not to kill there? But the taste of a kill on my lips makes me think with my pussy. My security cameras picked her up right away. I watched as she snuck beside my car and tucked herself away. The little ungrateful shit then got up and began looking through my stuff. She even tried the door handles of my Corvette. That was it! I beeped my car alarm, scaring her as she tried to bolt and she discovered that she was trapped. I’m ever so grateful for my silent garage door. This was too easy! Soon I was snatching the little cunts hair and dragging her inside to my living room. Windows rolled down blinds as she began to scream at the sight of my blade. I whispered ”soundproof, too” As I punched the young thing knocking her down. I love that more and more young women are on the streets around here. Fresh pickins! I rolled on top of her and began cutting off her dirty clothes to see a tight teen body and nice tits underneath. “You could make me good money, but the thought of killing you for sport is overwhelming my cunt right now!” She screamed and bit me, almost making me cum in my panties. But I wanted to grind on this cunt so panties off, bald cunt to bald cunt we grinded as I stabbed her 14 times in the chest. I watched her die as I came to a shuddering orgasm on top of her growing cold bare pussy!